Snippets of life from Seoul and beyond

Category: the seoul girl

I stopped being a tourist in 2009 when I stayed in Florence for a boy. He drove me through cobblestone paths, waving his hands maniacally at the pedestrians blocking the way and yelled furiously at the other crazy drivers who would yell right back and swerve past him with a hair breadth distance of space. I found it all… Continue reading Wander Love not Lust

My three weeks in Southern California had been full of sunshine enveloping me, sand between my toes and endless unexpected encounters. Even the least appealing of the places I visited was better than Seoul because it provided the anonymity I craved and a respite from the daily grind. And of course there are boys who wear Mickey… Continue reading Withdrawal

For those of you who actually read this little space on the internet of mine, you’ve probably been wondering what happened. Let’s call it a combination of world weariness and writer’s block combined with a healthy dose of laziness… so I apologise. The thoughts in my head seem to just linger there instead of firing… Continue reading Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

There is something really magical about sunlight streaming through floor to ceiling windows on a freezing cold day, kind of like you’ve taken something that wasn’t meant to be there in the first place. It felt really nice sitting by the window at Bills, basking in the sun indoors despite the strong winds and -11 degrees… Continue reading Brunch at Bills

Two weeks post surgery, ten days back home and finally eating like a normal person except now my doctor has put a heap of food restrictions on me. No gluten, no dairy, no soy, no caffeine, no alcohol and no red meat. I’m not going to lie, as a scotch and steak girl, the last… Continue reading Kimchi Mushroom Fried Rice

It’s the last day of 2014 and I have finally been discharged from hospital after a harrowing six days that started on Christmas. I could dwell on the surgery and my illness and the complications but I choose to move forward and count all the blessings I’ve received because of them. The fact that my… Continue reading Counting Blessings

I fell in love with New York, not as a wide eyed teenager but into my twenties after I had established a career. It’s not that I hadn’t been to New York before but on this short holiday I realised that despite having traveled all over the world, there were more adventures to be had… Continue reading New York: A Love Affair